it's a long journey
to your heart and back to mine
so long i doubt i will ever make it
but still i choose to try
walk that path
rocky roads, stormy weathers
just to have a glimpse
of what could become of us
Sunday, January 28, 2007
I don't live in guilt.
I live in hurt and pain.
I'm too self-centred, as my coach has told me.
And so, i am.
"you're no longer the popular one i see just a year back. you're now hated"
something of that sort.
who's trying? no one is.
how do i? i can't.
Thoughts fill me each night.
Tears never start flowing.
I've forgotten the meaning of tears,
nor the meaning of joy.
I haven't screwed my life though.
I just need a cry.
But nothing seem to come out.
DANCED-
9:31 PM
abigail
AINA
amanda
amos
anthea
amalgam
audrey;dearest!
aqila
bernice
cathlin
CEDARVBALL
daphne
dionne
elroi
gideon
glenn
jaanani
james
jasmine
jedidah
JOY
jolyn
LINXIN
lucius
MAVIS
MIC LIEW
DA MIC LIM
parveenNAIR!
samantha
SEON
seowdedd
SHEENA
shyaza
sulyn
SZE WAIY
wenyi
YANHUI
yumin
YUWEN
xinyi; KINGLONGTOU
evelyn; MANLONGWEIKE
peishi; EX-TPLONGTI
elsia; GAYTOOTLONGWEI
juliana; JUONGLONGSIKELE
kimberly
LONGJIAO
fourteen
vballer
thrower
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